Lyrics:
wanting more
I have a song I would love to sing
I can sing it for you now
But the boys and I need some time to set things up
Why don't you have a look
and charbroil her on the bonfire
And bon voyage, bitch, I'm like Chef Boyar-dee in this bitch
Send a bomb to my mom's lawyer
I'm a problem for you, boy, you
can't measure my worth
But when you try, you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods
Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's
a brave soul can start
There is no such thing as fate in the eyes of the mad
Only by aiming for the moon can one fall in the stars
If all you do in your
Our president's brains
Splattered all over Texas times have not
Become more violent they have
Just become more
Televised does anyone think the Civil
War
realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
cashmere socks, yeah!
Some people write the most
Bugged-out things everything
From wanting to fall asleep with
My dick in their mouth, to that
I rep my city
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
just yesterday
But I spent it all on this dress and I must go and impress the boys today
Oh its your birthday oh I forgot
Oh my god just write it off
yesterday
But I spent it all on this dress and I must go and impress the boys today
Oh its your birthday oh I forgot
Oh my god just write it off
Don't be such
We?ve sent a janitor over there with a skeleton key, we should have her out in any moment.
KWIRK
But this is an emergency! Can?t you do anything
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
even grind for you
If a man want war would he slide for you
Would he fall out the sky for you
Would he lie for you, would he die for you
I gave you my
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
through at this time, but it must have been incredibly hard to be torn between her daughter and her husband. It was not easy for her or any of my family
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Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are the products of the author's Imagination
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call you not servants
For the servant knows not what his lord does
But I have called you friends
For all things that I have heard of my Father
I have
to be like this
Is this living free?
I don't wanna be the one
Be the one to have the
Sun's blood on my hands i'll tell the moon
Take this weapon, forged
to kill 'em
I used to have hood dreams, big fame, big chains
I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
I went hard all fall like the ball
the moments you come by
Look I only have a dollar and a dream
But if you came with the journey turns priceless to me
Oh yeah
How can I phrase this again
Ever
just out here amongst the constellations
Surrounded by ocean, surrounded by space
Lost in a forest dream
Sometimes I just fall, smoke screams from my
(He hit me) at any given time
(He hit me) no reason at all
(He hit me) so so hard
(He hit me) my God, sometimes I'd fall
Mama asked what happened to me
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